To Busy to Think |
Well well well....what should I write about this time...love, pain, fake people, no I think I'll just give you a few mins of my thinking process as I am way to busy to sit here and think up a few word...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 21:56:00 GMT |
Done 4 The Last Time |
I'm so done with fake people.I'm so done with liarsI'm so done with stupid people
I'm like this year is just startin and it's going to be greatI got nothin for christmas but I know later I'll be strai...
Posted by on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 15:49:00 GMT |
This mess |
...::About Me::...Full Name:CiCi aka C2 aka Beauti aka AJEye Color:BrownHair Color:BrownHeight:5'5Shoe Size:5Ring Size:5Heritage:German and BlackGraduating Year:Who knowsBirthdate:October 10, 1...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 11:04:00 GMT |
Truth Hurts |
Worldly winds wirl around me love, hate, wars spoil my mind What are you thinking about, express your feelings Why are we told to do so when, the truth hurts and gets me in trouble. Don't tell the tru...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 15:37:00 GMT |
Broken Hearted |
Talking to the air is not such a bad idea being that my ears have heard every lie. Looking at the sun won't hurt much being that my eyes have seen so much hurt. People hear so many things and see so m...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 15:36:00 GMT |
All the Songs in my Head |
I keep falling in and out of love with this "Hood Boy" The way he be eatting these "Peaches-N-Cream" got me feeling "Emotions" for this "Sexy Daddy". I mean when I look into his "Brown Eyes" and feel ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 15:34:00 GMT |
Get the Door... |
I opened the door to his tall frame and envited him in. As soon as I turned the lock on the door my neck warmed from the touch of his lips. I could feel the muscle in his pants throb against my butt a...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Jul 2006 16:08:00 GMT |
If I.......... |
If I gave you a part of me that no one could see, a part of me that you couldn't touch would that make me weak to you?This part of me that everyone says I should hold on til the day I step before the ...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Jul 2006 13:08:00 GMT |
Ready? |
Softly, he kissed her forehead and gazed into her eyes. With his hands warmed and covered with lotion, he massaged her hands and motioned for her to lie on her stomach. She turns over leaving her robe...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Jun 2006 21:45:00 GMT |
Give |
Only give if you can do without recieving?
Does that make sense?
Only stop breathing if you can live without breath.
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jan 2006 15:06:00 GMT |
